September 1st, 2008

Hope

Hope

Jane did something to her foot the other day.  This evening, the pain was to the point where she finally let me take her to the ER.  Not that it helped, they couldn't find anything on the xray.

But that's not the point of this post.  While I was waiting, this woman came in with her son.  She was, in every respect, the classic trailer-dwelling redneck mama, down to the heart-shaped rebel flag tattoo.  CNN was on and Obama came up.  Out of nowhere, she said, "Every time that man speaks, he just goes further up my list.  At first, I didn't like him, because, y'know.  But now, I like him more than any of them."

Just a little more hope for November.
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